Bone Douluo Failing to Act Cool! Yu Xiaogang's Succubus Mark

Gu Rong looked at the pitch-black metallic creation before him, the terror in his heart climbing to its peak.

What on earth was this thing?

Yet Apollo Puppet didn't give him any chance to breathe, raising its left hand, condensing a piece of Void Mysterious Ice, squatting down, and pressing it straight down toward his chest.

Gu Rong's pupils shrank to pinpricks, feeling a great sense of foreboding in his heart.

He had a lingering feeling that once that thing drew close, he would cease to be his former self.

Yet severely injured at this moment, he simply couldn't escape.

The Void Mysterious Ice had already plunged into his chest.

The next instant, a force both violent and docile exploded within his body.

All attributes surged threefold, broken bones reconnected, flesh grew back, internal organs were repaired, and his depleted spirit power poured back into his limbs and bones like a gushing spring, even smoothing away the chronic hidden injuries accumulated over long years in one go.

Gu Rong propped himself up against the ice surface and slowly stood, looking down at his palms with a face full of shock.

What on earth was this thing?

Such a terrifying repair and amplification effect was practically a mockery of the titles of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and the Nine Star Begonia as the "number one auxiliary martial soul under heaven" and "number one healing martial soul under heaven."

Yet the next second, sharp pain violently seized his consciousness.

A dense wave of darkness surged from deep within his body, pouring into his mind like a tide.

That force carried an extremely potent erosive quality, nibbling away at his sanity inch by inch.

Gu Rong let out a miserable scream, clutching his head and dropping to his knees, frantically smashing his forehead against the ice surface in an attempt to lessen the excruciating pain in his soul.

Yet it was to no avail.

The darkness completely swallowed him, and his screams stopped abruptly.

A moment later, Gu Rong slowly stood, his eyes shining with a scarlet glow.

He walked up to Apollo Puppet and dropped to one knee:

"Greetings, Master."

Apollo Puppet didn't respond.

Both puppets stopped in place simultaneously, their movements stiff.

After a while, those scarlet eyes suddenly turned golden, blazing with intense light.

Beiming Lieyang's voice came through with a trace of annoyance: Tch, that really fits your persona.

He had originally been enjoying Mother Xue's gentle feeding inside the Ice Crystal Palace.

Yet abnormal feedback suddenly came from Apollo Puppet's side, and he split off a wisp of spiritual sense to probe over, only to see this scene.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong had been beaten down to the ground and was now firmly controlled by the Void Mysterious Ice.

Flipping through Apollo Puppet's memories, Beiming Lieyang furrowed his brows slightly.

It turned out this old man had tailed them all the way to the outer periphery of the Far North, and upon seeing Apollo Puppet flying across the sky, he thought it was some rare attacking Soul Tool and reached out to seize it.

As a result, Apollo Puppet didn't stand on ceremony with him, directly splitting him half to death with a weakened strike of Coronal Light and taking him under control on the spot.

Beiming Lieyang understood.

In the original story, Ning Rongrong received an immortal herb gifted by Tang San, and her martial soul evolved into the legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Not only did she upgrade continuously and improve her aptitude, but most importantly, she broke the curse of being unable to break through to Soul Douluo.

He had even sent hidden weapons to Ning Rongrong.

Yet because the other party's displayed talent was far too astonishing, Bone Douluo had later failed to recruit her and even birthed killing intent.

It could practically be said that immense kindness was treated as a deep hatred.

As for those geniuses who refused to submit, they had probably long since been secretly eliminated by him.

Neither the upper three sects nor the sect forces of the entire Douluo Continent had clean methods.

It was just that this time, he had kicked an iron mountain!

Apollo Puppet wouldn't bicker with you.

"Return to the Glazed Tile School first. Act just like you always did, and wait for my summons."

Gu Rong lowered his head: "Understood, Master."

He slowly retreated a few steps, turned into a streak of light, and bolted toward the outer periphery of the Far North, vanishing into the wind and snow in a flash.

"Continue executing your mission."

After Beiming Lieyang finished speaking, the golden light in Apollo Puppet's eyes slowly dimmed, reverting to scarlet.

"Understood, Master."

Accompanied by a burst of clashing metal, Apollo Puppet re-wrapped into its planetary form and flew off into the distance.

Inside the Ice Crystal Palace, Snow Emperor was still holding a piece of meat with chopsticks, supporting it on her palm and offering it to Beiming Lieyang's lips with inquiry in her gaze: "What is it? What happened?"

Beiming Lieyang snapped out of it, opened his mouth to bite the piece of meat, and spoke while chewing:

"Mother Xue, we were targeted while we were in Heaven Dou City. After we left, someone tailed us all the way to the outer periphery of the Far North."

Snow Emperor's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her expression turning cold: "Who? Who dares trespass in the Far North?"

"People from the Glazed Tile School..."

Beiming Lieyang simply recounted the behavior of those sect factions on the Douluo Continent.

Hearing this, the chill between Snow Emperor's brows grew heavier.

"Human factions truly have no shame."

"Even though we also practice the survival of the fittest, we at least don't specifically target the young. Human thoughts sometimes can't even compare to soul beasts."

Snow Emperor's aversion to humans was long-standing.

Greedy, malicious, taking without limit, they would do anything for spirit rings and spirit bones.

That was simply because the environment of the Far North was harsh and ordinary Soul Masters couldn't enter; otherwise, it would probably have been turned upside down just like the other soul beast forests.

However, the moment she finished speaking, she realized she had spoken too broadly, raised her hand to pull Beiming Lieyang into her embrace, and softened her tone:

"Of course, my Xiaoyang is different. You're a thousand times, ten thousand times better than those people."

Beiming Lieyang leaned into Snow Emperor's arms, pressing his cheek against her smooth, pretty face, breathing in that cool fragrance, and relaxed his entire body.

To hell with Bone Douluo, to hell with the Glazed Tile School.

They were completely unimportant compared to Mother Xue's embrace.

"You child..."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about those matters anymore, Snow Emperor didn't press further, merely hugging him a bit tighter and gently stroking his hair with her hand.

"You've worked hard all day, get some good rest. Mother Xue is here with you."

Beiming Lieyang's eyelids grew increasingly heavy, and leaning against that gentleness belonging to him alone, he slowly closed his eyes.

Leaving the two matters aside, compared to Beiming Lieyang enjoying the gentleness of the number one empress of the Far North, Yu Xiaogang—who had been abducted by Scarface—was having a miserable time.

Ever since Scarface captured him, it hadn't stopped for three days straight.

"Are you going to talk or not! Are you going to talk or not!"

!!"

"What talking or not??!"

"Oh ho ho, I, Yu Xiaogang, swear right here that I will destroy your Rose Boy Band at all costs!"

Scarface looked at Yu Xiaogang with eyes filled with even greater infatuation.

"As expected of the rose that made the boss fall, you really have kick! Even your voice is so charming, and this virtue of defying death and refusing to betray friends simply fills me with admiration."

"Brothers, push harder! Offer our most sincere respects to our rose!!!"

"Make him spill everything!"

"Haha, Boss, we're working hard."

Beside them was another burly man with a thick beard, currently cradling Luo Sanpao—who was rolling its eyes and barking "luoluo"—

and frantically transmitting all of his most sincere emotional shocks to Yu Xiaogang.

"Boss, the branding iron is already red-hot. We can stamp our exclusive brand for our rose and offer him the most sincere respects of our Rose Boy Band."

At this moment, a slightly slender member of the Rose Boy Band picked up a red-hot, hollow, heart-shaped branding iron from the brazier, looking utterly pious.

If one didn't look at the chaotic state at the moment.

One would have thought they were about to perform an extremely sacred task.

"Good, good. Come on, stamp the exclusive brand for our rose."

Scarface immediately used his two thick arms to lock tightly around Yu Xiaogang's neck from behind,

and his legs also twisted together, making his belly—laden with spare tire fat—protrude forward.

"Understood, Boss!"

"No, no, don't!" Yu Xiaogang wept bitter tears as he looked at that red-hot, hollow, heart-shaped branding iron, the surrounding air warped by its scorching high temperature.

"Don't! I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want the black heart-shaped brand."

"You bastards!!"

"You've suppressed me for three days, just asking if I'll talk or not, talk or not—at least ask a question, will you!"

Seeing that the branding iron was already drawing close to his belly, Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned crimson, panting like an ox as he roared madly.

These bastards had captured him and spent three whole days just asking if he would talk, if he would talk, if he would talk!

Damn it, at least ask a question?!

Yet even though those words had left his mouth, the member of the Rose Boy Band brought his hand down extremely fast.

Sizzle!

In a flash,

it was already branded onto Yu Xiaogang's belly.

"Ahahahaha!"

"Beasts!! You beasts!!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang, swear at all costs to destroy your Rose Boy Band!!"